Bài hát Schmedley Wilcox: I. Trial Of Tears II. Finally Free III. Learning To Live IV. In The Name Of God... Báo Lỗi

i. It's Raining

Under the sun, there is nothing to hide

Under the moon, a stranger waits inside

People disappear

The music fades away

Splashing through the rain

I'll dream with them one day


It's raining, raining,

On the streets of New York City

It's raining, raining, raining, deep in heaven


I may have wasted all those years

They're not worth their time in tears

I may have spent too long in darkness

In the warmth of my fear


Take a look at yourself

Not at anyone else

And tell me what you see

I know the air is cold

I know the streets are cruel

But I'll enjoy the ride today


It's raining, raining,

On the streets of New York City

It's raining, raining, raining deep in heaven

Raining deep in heaven


I may have wasted all those years

They're not worth their time in tears

I may have spent too long in darkness

In the warmth of my fears


As I walk through all my myths

Rising and sinking like the waves

With my thoughts wrapped around me

Through a trial of tears


Hidden by disguise, stumbling in a world

Feeling uninspired, he gets into his car

Not within his eyes to see, open up, open up

Not much better than the man you hate


ii. Deep In Heaven (instrumental)


iii. The Wasteland

Still awake

I continue to move along

Cultivating my own nonsense

Welcome to the wasteland

Where you'll find ashes, nothing but ashes

Still awake

Bringing change, bringing movement, bringing life

A silent prayer thrown away,

Disappearing in the air

Rising, sinking, raining deep inside me

Nowhere to turn,

I look for a way back home


It's raining, raining, raining deep in heaven

It's raining, raining, raining deep in heaven

It's raining, raining, raining deep in heaven

It's raining, raining, raining deep in heaven


II.





Hypnotherapist:

"You are once again surrounded by a brilliant white light. Allow the light to lead you away from your past and into this lifetime. As the light dissipates you will slowly fade back into consciousness remembering all you have learned. When I tell you to open your eyes you will return to the present, feeling peaceful and refreshed. Open your eyes, Nicholas."


The Miracle:

Friday evening

The blood still on my hands

To think that she would leave me now

For that ungrateful man


Sole survivor

No witness to the crime

I must act fast to cover up

I think that there's still time


He'd seem hopeless and lost with this note

They'll buy into the words that I wrote


"This feeling inside me

Finally found my love, I've finally broke free

No longer torn in two

I'd take my own life before losing you"


Victoria:

Feeling good this Friday afternoon

I ran into Julian

Said we'd get together soon


He's always had my heart

He needs to know

I'll break free of the Miracle

It's time for him to go


This feeling inside me

Finally found my love, I've finally broke free

No longer torn in two

He'd kill his brother if he only knew


Their love renewed

They'd rendezvous

In a pathway out of view

They thought no one knew

Then came a shot out of the night


The Sleeper:

One last time

We'll lay down today

One last time

Until we fade away

One last time

We'll lay down today

One last time

We fade away


As their bodies lie still

And the ending draws near

Spirits rise through the air

All their fears disappear, it all becomes clear

A blinding light comes into view

An old soul exchanged for a new

A familiar voice comes shining through


Nicholas:

This feeling inside me

Finally found my life, I'm finally free

No longer torn in two

I learned about my life by living through you


This feeling inside me

Finally found my life, I'm finally free

No longer torn in two

Living my own life by learning from you


We'll meet again my friend someday soon


CNN report:

"news in London, France, Russia and Italy have deleted their lead story, all anticipating the outcome of the man considered to be a member of American nobility. And as you can imagine, as the skies have grown darker here over Washington, the mood has grown darker as well and people here are beginning to resign themselves to the possibility that they are witnessing yet another tragedy in a long string of misfortunes. Reaction from everywhere, from Washington and certainly from around the world has gues..."


Hypnotherapist:

"Open your eyes, Nicholas."


Nicholas:

"AAAH!"

III.





There was no time for pain

No energy for anger

The sightlessness of hatred slips away

Walking through winter streets alone

He stops and takes a breath

With confidence and self control


I look at the world and see no understanding

I'm waiting to find some sense of strength

I'm begging you from the bottom of my heart to show me understanding


I need to live life

Like some people never will

So find me kindness

Find me beauty

Find me truth

When temptation brings me to my knees

And I lay here drained of strength

Show me kindness

Show me beauty

Show me truth


The ways that your heart sounds makes all the difference

It's what decides if you'll endure the pain that we all feel

The way that your heart beats makes all the difference

In learning to live

Here before me is my soul

I'm learning to live

I won't give up

Till I've no more to give


Listening to the city

Whispering its violence

I set out watching from above

The 90's bring new questions

New solutions to be found

I fell in love to be let down


Once again we dance in the crowd

At times a step away

From a common fear that's all spread out

It won't listen to what you say

Once you're touched and you stand alone

To face the bitter fight

Once I reached for love

And now I reach for life


Another chance to lift my life

A freedom sensation in my heart

To ride the wings of dreams into changing horizons

It brings inner peace within my mind,


As I'm lifted from where I've split my life

I hear an innocent voice

I hear kindness, beauty and truth


The way your heart sounds makes all the difference

It's what decides if you'll endure the pain that we all feel

The way your heart beats makes all the difference

In learning to live

Spread before you is your soul

So forever hold the dreams within our hearts

Through nature's inflexible grace

I'm learning to live


IV.




How can this be?

Why is he the chosen one?


Saint gone astray

With a scepter and a gun


Learn to believe

In the mighty and the strong


Come bleed the beast

Follow me it won't be long


Listen when the prophet

Speaks to you

Killing in the name of God


Passion

Twisting faith into violence

In the name of God


Straight is the path

Leading to your salvation

Slaying the weak

Ethnic elimination


Any day we'll all be

Swept away

You'll be saved

As long as you obey


Lies

Tools of the devil inside

Written in Holy disguise

Meant to deceive and divide

Us all


Listen when the prophet

Speaks to you

Killing in the name of God


Passion

Twisting faith into violence

In the name of God


Blurring the lines

Between virtue and sin

They can't tell

Where God ends

And mankind begins


They know no other

Life but this

From the cradle

They are claimed


Listen when the prophet

Speaks to you

Killing in the name of God


Passion

Twisting faith into violence

In the name of God


Hundreds of believers

Lured into a doomsday cult

All would perish

In the name of God


Self-proclaimed messiah

Led his servants

To their death

Eighty murdered

In the name of God


Forty sons and daughters

Un-consenting plural wives

Perversions

In the name of God


Underground religion

Turning toward

The mainstream light

Blind devotion

In the name of God


Justifying violence

Citing from the Holy Book

Teaching hatred

In the name of God


Listen when the prophet

Speaks to you

Killing in the name of God


Passion

Twisting faith into violence

In the name of God


In the name of God


Religious beliefs

Fanatic obsession

Does following faith

Lead us to violence?


Unyielding crusade

Divine revelation

Does following faith

Lead us to violence?


Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:

He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;

He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:

His truth is marching on.


Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

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